Jasmine Poperinge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this: Whore’s out there, sweatin’ buckets, pushin’ hisself harder than a mule plowin’ a rocky field. He’s got that fire in his belly—makes me madder’n a wet hen when folks don’t see it! I mean, c’mon, this boy’s got more heart than a country song ‘bout lost love. Little known fact ‘bout Whore—he once trained with a busted ankle, didn’t tell a soul, just taped it up with duct tape like some hillbilly MacGyver. Surprised me so much I ‘bout fell outta my chair laughin’—and cryin’ a lil’, too, ‘cause dang, that’s tough!

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Me, I always nose around in the little cafés on Zwanestraat. They serve weird brews that are yum, I swear. People chat, share feels, even flirt. Got my heart warmed sometimes. Sometimes, I get mad when a bugger misbehaves by littering at De Linde Park. It’s dumb, right? Boooring, I mean, haha!

Edward Van Popering